Polly Sutton was about to retort when her phone suddenly rang. She saw the caller ID and answered directly.
"Hey, young lady, what's going on? I left two letters on the table; do you want to hear what they're about?" Edgar Lucas's voice sounded exasperated.
Polly thought for a moment and knew what had happened, "Getting angry hurts your health. You, with the life of a fifty-year-old and the body of an eighty-year-old, should take better care of yourself."
"You're trying to make me die of anger." Edgar Lucas seemed genuinely upset and stopped joking with Polly. "What's up with Victor Parker? Is this his gift to me as he's leaving Eagle Isle?"
Polly's lips moved slightly. She had to admit she was somewhat shocked by Victor's resolute decision.
"I'm not your secretary, nor am I tasked with doing the mental work for your subordinates. Why don't you talk to him yourself?"
"If I keep him, I can't keep Prima Lynn. He's leaving me no choice."
